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He’d joined the Air Force and was a mechanic who worked on the fighter jets.
He also had Downy’s love and attention now, which was all he ever wanted, and was one of the reasons he acted out as a teenager.
When Jonah was younger, he did everything he could to get his brother’s attention. The moment he got Downy’s attention, everything about Jonah changed. He’s now a completely different person.
“What are you doing?” The crazy woman asked her ex-husband, and my new…something. I wasn’t sure what to call him yet.
Crazy bitch, though, had plenty of stuff to call him.
‘Asshole’ and ‘pecker head’ being two of the main ones.
She didn’t look so refined when she was calling him that.
“Umm,” I broke into the woman’s tirade. “I hate to interrupt your eloquent speech, but you’re being quite loud, and there’s a yard full of men over there listening. Not to mention your daughter really doesn’t need to be subjected to that kind of language.”
The woman snapped her head around like a weird alien like creature and hissed at me.
“Did I ask you for your opinion, homewrecker?” She growled.
I blinked, looking from her to Drew and back.
“Did I miss something, Drew?” I asked. “Did you forget to tell me you were still married?”
“Yes, he did,” the woman said, answering for Drew before he could even open his mouth. “Our divorce isn’t finalized, yet. They’re not recommending mediation.”
My mouth dropped open, and I looked at Drew.
When he didn’t answer, I started to get a really bad feeling.
Was I a homewrecker?
“Drew?” I asked.
He finally looked at me, and the worry I saw in his eyes made that bad feeling balloon into a full panic.
“You’re still married.”
He shrugged.
“Not really,” he said. “We’d have been divorced months ago if she didn’t keep dragging her heels.”
Well that definitely wasn’t the answer I’d been hoping for. Not at all, in fact.
Fucking perfect.
“Alrighty, then,” I said. “I’ll see y’all later.”
I grabbed Naomi’s hand as I turned to head back into the house, stopping when Naomi didn’t come with me.
“Naomi?” I whispered at her, tears in my eyes as well as my throat.
That caught Naomi’s attention, causing her gaze to snap away from PD, who was staring at her and not the fiasco on my front lawn.
“Shit,” she said. “Let’s go.”
She went with me, finally, smiling timidly over her shoulder at PD before she closed the door.
I went to the bathroom, and that’s when the shakes started.
